What does this division have that separates them from the rest? The small woman edged her minuscule voice recorder in his direction. He could see the self-restraint in her wrist as she mentally argued over the decision to move it closer to his mouth or settle it an even distance. The man licked his top lip with the tip of his tongue, quirking an eyebrow at her inquiry
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A thin brow lifted when she heard another male voice close by. And she listened to him speak about this Tony Stark.
"I don't even know the guy and I can already guess what kind of person he is. Wouldn't surprise me if he's in the restroom closing off a few deals with two striking blonde bimbos. And just F.Y.I., they call them quickees for a reason." flashing an sarcastic smile.. shooting that comment towards the male population listening
( ... )
Here you are, Mister Stark, the bartender said, sliding the drink in his direction with a complimentary napkin. He turned around, nodding in the man's direction. He picked up the glass and swirled the contents around, before downing a brief swig. A nod was given in the bartender's direction. "Thank you, my good man," he said.
With a tilt of his head, he settled the glass back on its napkin. "You know, I don't think we've been formerly introduced, the name's Tony Stark. Quickie King of the West Coast. You must be the comedy relief."
wow i totally did not see this!!!!!!lovely_loisFebruary 23 2009, 00:22:43 UTC
Her eyes would widen.. then looked off in a separate direction from his own once she heard the bar tender call him, 'Mister Stark'.. She left a very plain 'kicked-myself-in-the-ass' expression upon her face.. before it sank into an embarrased smile. She turned her head, brave enough to look back at him, after she publically bashed him.
"Are you sure you haven't won the title for the East Coast too? I hear there's a nomination for ya down along the southern border too." She quickly brings the glass rim to her lips instead of the straw and starts to drink up a bit faster.. Placing the glass back down onto the counter once it was half empty.
"Lois Lane. Part time comedian and a full time devoted daughter." Her eyes shifted towards her father a distance away. Then her eyes shifted back to Tony.. Lois felt like screaming or banging her head against the closest wall. But all-in-all she chose to stay well somehow together.
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"I don't even know the guy and I can already guess what kind of person he is. Wouldn't surprise me if he's in the restroom closing off a few deals with two striking blonde bimbos. And just F.Y.I., they call them quickees for a reason." flashing an sarcastic smile.. shooting that comment towards the male population listening ( ... )
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With a tilt of his head, he settled the glass back on its napkin. "You know, I don't think we've been formerly introduced, the name's Tony Stark. Quickie King of the West Coast. You must be the comedy relief."
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"Are you sure you haven't won the title for the East Coast too? I hear there's a nomination for ya down along the southern border too." She quickly brings the glass rim to her lips instead of the straw and starts to drink up a bit faster.. Placing the glass back down onto the counter once it was half empty.
"Lois Lane. Part time comedian and a full time devoted daughter." Her eyes shifted towards her father a distance away. Then her eyes shifted back to Tony.. Lois felt like screaming or banging her head against the closest wall. But all-in-all she chose to stay well somehow together.
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